Regrets are all you left on your lipstick stainsTake a picture of our past there in that ashtray
We had our fun, I used to light your flame
Like the dancing smoke that rose we tried to find our way
Just to breathe reminds me of what used to be
The smoke's the ghost that keeps you close when I can't sleep
Don't ask the past to last; it's about to change
The memories don't answer when I call your name
Your love's like one last cigarette
One I can't forget, Right there at my fingertips, I got your
taste still on my lipsYou're still gone,...
Always lose the girl in a Brian Wilson world
One Last cigarette, I will savor it
Take it in and hold your breath, hope it never ends
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